60yo Australian who has been playing around with lyrics for a few years and just found this site. Too many musical influences to mention, ranging from the Beatles to Tool, Beach Boys to Dead Kennedys and lots of stuff in-between.
The illusion of control at the inception
Cast in your role to extend the deception
Propaganda peddled crowds cheering
False idol we should have been fearing
Contemptuous elites devalued and disdained
Fictitious menace arraigned and contained
Opinion masqueraded as virtual fact
Logical thought under withering attack
Mindless slogans motivated the base
Adversaries ruined and some erased
Part of the problem and the solution
Unable to flourish without your contribution
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Lurking shadows erected their tower
Influence wielded to bolster their power
Loyalty displayed confirmed your status
Position assured in the high king’s palace
Avoiding and suppressing any blame
Usurping credit to bask in the fame
Complicit in acting out the charade
No remorse to how we were betrayed
Built on reinforcement and repetition
Pummelled the opposition into submission
Claiming to deaden the pain of the masses
Accessories in turning the embers to ashes
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Using power and privilege you’re playing the game
Sycophantic devotees who show no shame
Control required to create the illusion
Rewarding the deception with more delusion
Responding to the raucous minority
Ensuring your position was the priority
Substance lacking it’s all about perception
As the host gives nourishment and protection
Cronies and acolytes facilitate the ruse
Ethics divested to help tighten the screws
Like carnival spruikers touting and flouting
Stick to the script no room for doubting
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
The unchallenged emperor is always naked
He isn’t a deity he’s not even sacred
Showing concern for the privileged few
Ignoring the cries of those in the queue
Neglecting the innocent to protect the guilty
Preserving the lifestyle of the rich and filthy
Grifting and conning and pursuing profits
Trampling the innocent to line your pockets
Principle diminished veracity distorted
Pleading for justice our cries are thwarted
Despite all evidence the faith was kept
Blind leading the blind utterly inept
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
History repeats again and again
You and your ilk continue our pain
Propagating a short sighted vision
To sow discord and create division
Forever guided by selfish control
Impotent to heal or even console
Inhaling oxygen and exhaling lies
Hypocrisy revealed to hasten your demise
The stench will remain long after you’ve faded
Legacy compromised and totally degraded
Ignoring and dismissing the inconvenient truth
Leaving the residue for tomorrows youth
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Misleading from the front
Hiding behind the lies
How did you ever manage
To scale the ladder and rise
Incompetent and incapable
But always full of charm
Unable to comprehend
The damage and the harm
No empathy or compassion
Ignorant of our health
Focused on advancing
Improving status and wealth
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Ineffective people skills
Cannot hold you back
Style and overconfidence
Keeps you on the track
Illiterate but not inarticulate
Always talking the talk
In one ear and out the other
Enough to make us walk
No culture of peace or calm
Only anguish and confusion
The people up above
Blinded by your illusion
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
You listen but take no heed
Preparing what to say
Selective hearing turned on
Imagining all is okay
Believing your own hype
Invincible and out of control
Oblivious to our concerns
And unable to console
Another snake oil salesman
Regurgitating hot air
Leaves us scratching heads
And wallowing in despair
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
How did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
They say nothing lasts forever
They say nothing lasts forever
Our love seemed so strong
We were meant to be together
Reading now between the lines
Reading now between the lines
Did you really care for me?
I was blind to the warning signs
I was the tree that offered shade
I was the tree that offered shade
You chopped down all my limbs
And my life slowly decayed
In the end there was no joy
In the end there was no joy
Deflated and defeated
Only thought was to destroy
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
Why did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
One more scratch upon the wall
To dwell on what I’ve done
The illusion of control at the inception
Cast in your role to extend the deception
Propaganda peddled crowds cheering
False idol we should have been fearing
Contemptuous elites devalued and disdained
Fictitious menace arraigned and contained
Opinion masqueraded as virtual fact
Logical thought under withering attack
Mindless slogans motivated the base
Adversaries ruined and some erased
Part of the problem and the solution
Unable to flourish without your contribution
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Lurking shadows erected their tower
Influence wielded to bolster their power
Loyalty displayed confirmed your status
Position assured in the high king’s palace
Avoiding and suppressing any blame
Usurping credit to bask in the fame
Complicit in acting out the charade
No remorse to how we were betrayed
Built on reinforcement and repetition
Pummelled the opposition into submission
Claiming to deaden the pain of the masses
Accessories in turning the embers to ashes
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Using power and privilege you’re playing the game
Sycophantic devotees who show no shame
Control required to create the illusion
Rewarding the deception with more delusion
Responding to the raucous minority
Ensuring your position was the priority
Substance lacking it’s all about perception
As the host gives nourishment and protection
Cronies and acolytes facilitate the ruse
Ethics divested to help tighten the screws
Like carnival spruikers touting and flouting
Stick to the script no room for doubting
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
The unchallenged emperor is always naked
He isn’t a deity he’s not even sacred
Showing concern for the privileged few
Ignoring the cries of those in the queue
Neglecting the innocent to protect the guilty
Preserving the lifestyle of the rich and filthy
Grifting and conning and pursuing profits
Trampling the innocent to line your pockets
Principle diminished veracity distorted
Pleading for justice our cries are thwarted
Despite all evidence the faith was kept
Blind leading the blind utterly inept
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
History repeats again and again
You and your ilk continue our pain
Propagating a short sighted vision
To sow discord and create division
Forever guided by selfish control
Impotent to heal or even console
Inhaling oxygen and exhaling lies
Hypocrisy revealed to hasten your demise
The stench will remain long after you’ve faded
Legacy compromised and totally degraded
Ignoring and dismissing the inconvenient truth
Leaving the residue for tomorrows youth
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Misleading from the front
Hiding behind the lies
How did you ever manage
To scale the ladder and rise
Incompetent and incapable
But always full of charm
Unable to comprehend
The damage and the harm
No empathy or compassion
Ignorant of our health
Focused on advancing
Improving status and wealth
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Ineffective people skills
Cannot hold you back
Style and overconfidence
Keeps you on the track
Illiterate but not inarticulate
Always talking the talk
In one ear and out the other
Enough to make us walk
No culture of peace or calm
Only anguish and confusion
The people up above
Blinded by your illusion
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
You listen but take no heed
Preparing what to say
Selective hearing turned on
Imagining all is okay
Believing your own hype
Invincible and out of control
Oblivious to our concerns
And unable to console
Another snake oil salesman
Regurgitating hot air
Leaves us scratching heads
And wallowing in despair
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
How did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
They say nothing lasts forever
They say nothing lasts forever
Our love seemed so strong
We were meant to be together
Reading now between the lines
Reading now between the lines
Did you really care for me?
I was blind to the warning signs
I was the tree that offered shade
I was the tree that offered shade
You chopped down all my limbs
And my life slowly decayed
In the end there was no joy
In the end there was no joy
Deflated and defeated
Only thought was to destroy
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
Why did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
One more scratch upon the wall
To dwell on what I’ve done
Ubiquitous black bars
Tattooed identities
Digitalised dna
Encrypted information
Collated evaluated
Oblivious puppets
Ambivalent masses
A defragged population
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been scanned and recorded
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been logged and reported
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been tracked and traced
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been totally erased
Data harvested
Consumers profiled
Statistics analysed
Strategies customized
Conduits of conformity
Propaganda promoted
Orwellian nightmare
Spying and lying
I’m just fxxxing barcode I’ve been scanned and recorded
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been logged and reported
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been tracked and traced
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been totally erased
Optical delusion
Inviting seclusion
Animus festers
On unsocial platforms
Cluttered cacophony
In the chamber of echoes
A virus of conceit
Dislike and delete
You’re just fxxxing barcode you’ve been scanned and recorded
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been logged and reported
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been tracked and traced
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been totally erased
The illusion of control at the inception
Cast in your role to extend the deception
Propaganda peddled crowds cheering
False idol we should have been fearing
Contemptuous elites devalued and disdained
Fictitious menace arraigned and contained
Opinion masqueraded as virtual fact
Logical thought under withering attack
Mindless slogans motivated the base
Adversaries ruined and some erased
Part of the problem and the solution
Unable to flourish without your contribution
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Lurking shadows erected their tower
Influence wielded to bolster their power
Loyalty displayed confirmed your status
Position assured in the high king’s palace
Avoiding and suppressing any blame
Usurping credit to bask in the fame
Complicit in acting out the charade
No remorse to how we were betrayed
Built on reinforcement and repetition
Pummelled the opposition into submission
Claiming to deaden the pain of the masses
Accessories in turning the embers to ashes
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Using power and privilege you’re playing the game
Sycophantic devotees who show no shame
Control required to create the illusion
Rewarding the deception with more delusion
Responding to the raucous minority
Ensuring your position was the priority
Substance lacking it’s all about perception
As the host gives nourishment and protection
Cronies and acolytes facilitate the ruse
Ethics divested to help tighten the screws
Like carnival spruikers touting and flouting
Stick to the script no room for doubting
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
The unchallenged emperor is always naked
He isn’t a deity he’s not even sacred
Showing concern for the privileged few
Ignoring the cries of those in the queue
Neglecting the innocent to protect the guilty
Preserving the lifestyle of the rich and filthy
Grifting and conning and pursuing profits
Trampling the innocent to line your pockets
Principle diminished veracity distorted
Pleading for justice our cries are thwarted
Despite all evidence the faith was kept
Blind leading the blind utterly inept
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
History repeats again and again
You and your ilk continue our pain
Propagating a short sighted vision
To sow discord and create division
Forever guided by selfish control
Impotent to heal or even console
Inhaling oxygen and exhaling lies
Hypocrisy revealed to hasten your demise
The stench will remain long after you’ve faded
Legacy compromised and totally degraded
Ignoring and dismissing the inconvenient truth
Leaving the residue for tomorrows youth
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Perfecting the art of prayerful supplication
Injecting the junkie a hit of validation
You got your head in the sand
You got your head in the sand
Misleading from the front
Hiding behind the lies
How did you ever manage
To scale the ladder and rise
Incompetent and incapable
But always full of charm
Unable to comprehend
The damage and the harm
No empathy or compassion
Ignorant of our health
Focused on advancing
Improving status and wealth
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Ineffective people skills
Cannot hold you back
Style and overconfidence
Keeps you on the track
Illiterate but not inarticulate
Always talking the talk
In one ear and out the other
Enough to make us walk
No culture of peace or calm
Only anguish and confusion
The people up above
Blinded by your illusion
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
You listen but take no heed
Preparing what to say
Selective hearing turned on
Imagining all is okay
Believing your own hype
Invincible and out of control
Oblivious to our concerns
And unable to console
Another snake oil salesman
Regurgitating hot air
Leaves us scratching heads
And wallowing in despair
Shifting sands beneath your words expecting us to swallow
Another naked emperor impossible to follow
Flailing upwards again impervious to any threat
Stepping all over us like a discarded cigarette
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
How did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
They say nothing lasts forever
They say nothing lasts forever
Our love seemed so strong
We were meant to be together
Reading now between the lines
Reading now between the lines
Did you really care for me?
I was blind to the warning signs
I was the tree that offered shade
I was the tree that offered shade
You chopped down all my limbs
And my life slowly decayed
In the end there was no joy
In the end there was no joy
Deflated and defeated
Only thought was to destroy
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
Why did it end like this?
I thought that you were the one
Another trip around the sun
Another trip around the sun
One more scratch upon the wall
To dwell on what I’ve done
Ubiquitous black bars
Tattooed identities
Digitalised dna
Encrypted information
Collated evaluated
Oblivious puppets
Ambivalent masses
A defragged population
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been scanned and recorded
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been logged and reported
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been tracked and traced
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been totally erased
Data harvested
Consumers profiled
Statistics analysed
Strategies customized
Conduits of conformity
Propaganda promoted
Orwellian nightmare
Spying and lying
I’m just fxxxing barcode I’ve been scanned and recorded
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been logged and reported
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been tracked and traced
I’m just a fxxxing barcode I’ve been totally erased
Optical delusion
Inviting seclusion
Animus festers
On unsocial platforms
Cluttered cacophony
In the chamber of echoes
A virus of conceit
Dislike and delete
You’re just fxxxing barcode you’ve been scanned and recorded
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been logged and reported
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been tracked and traced
You’re just a fxxxing barcode you’ve been totally erased
60yo Australian who has been playing around with lyrics for a few years and just found this site. Too many musical influences to mention, ranging from the Beatles to Tool, Beach Boys to Dead Kennedys and lots of stuff in-between.
